Back in Chang'an, Li Muyun and Tang Songling parted ways, one of them went back to sleep, and the other entered the palace.
Li Shimin has been very concerned about the so-called rice field fish farming during this time, and when he heard someone report that Tang Songling was back, he immediately called him to the imperial study.
"Your Majesty, the minister is back."
"Well, but what did you find?"
"Your Majesty, the fish are still the same, but the minister found that the seedlings in the official field are growing a little differently from those in ordinary fields."
Li Shimin suddenly became interested, sat up straight, and asked, "What's the difference, let's hear it." ” Tang Songling tried not to think of those specific details, and said vaguely: "The seedlings in the official field generally grow faster than the seedlings in the people's fields, obviously half a month later than the people planting, but the growth is not bad at all, according to the king of Xiaoyao, this is all the credit of fertilizer." ” But Li Shimin was a little confused, frowned and asked, "What kind of fertilizer?"
"Fertilizer is" Tang Songling struggled for a long time, and then gritted his back molars and said: "It's fish feces, King Xiaoyao said that crops grow fast by eating these fish feces." ” Li Shimin was obviously not disgusted, but asked a little uncertainly: "Is this really the case?"
Such a performance made Tang Songling shocked, in his opinion, the emperor's level was much higher than his own, how could he be disgusted when he heard.
But he didn't know that Li Shimin was the emperor immediately, and he had never seen any disgusting scenes when he was fighting the country, sitting in the pile of dead people, smelling the smell of corpses, eating and sleeping were common, and a sentence of feces did not make him have any psychological discomfort.
While admiring His Majesty the Emperor's determination, Tang Songling also said affirmatively: "Yes, the minister thinks there should be nothing wrong, because there is no other place in the field that is different from other rice fields except for those fish, and this is the reason." ” "Hmm."
Li Shimin nodded, thought about it and continued to ask, "Is there anything else?"
Tang Songling thought about it for a while, and decided that he should tell the emperor about what Li Muyun later told his cousin, so he replied truthfully: "Your Majesty, it seems that King Xiaoyao intends to sell those waste materials for the production of biogas, which are also said to be so-called fertilizers. ” Li Shimin can understand this by selling fertilizer, but the dignified Tang Dynasty ran from the king of the county to sell, which made the emperor a little unreasonable, if he really let him do this, wouldn't it be that the face of the royal family would be lost.
Fortunately, Tang Songling's words were not finished, but he hesitated for a while and continued: "However, it seems that King Xiaoyao is planning to sell those scraps through Wannian County, so he also specially found the minister's cousin and asked him to arrange this matter through some special means. ” Now, Li Shimin's worry has finally eased a little, although he is not disgusted by, but it is really embarrassing for a dignified family to sell, if it weren't for Tang Songling just added, at this time he would have the heart to call Li Muyun to smoke him.
On the other side, after Xiao Tang Gongzi returned to the city, he did not delay and directly found the county Cheng's home.
Xian Cheng is a middle-aged man in his forties, surnamed Han, called Han Fukun, who may have had something to do with Han Ai five hundred years ago.
At this time, it was close to evening, and Lao Han had just returned home and was about to take a rest, but when he heard that someone had come to report to the little son of the county order family to visit, Lao Han, who was puzzled, didn't think about it, so he ordered someone to invite the little son of the Tang family in.
"The little nephew has seen Uncle Han."
Xiao Tang Gongzi was not short of courtesies, and when he saw Han Fukun, he stepped forward to salute without any hesitation.
Lao Han is not a foolish person, knowing that these juniors generally don't like to see people older than him, and now that he is coming directly to him, there must be something, so he asked him to sit down, and asked: "Virtuous nephew doesn't need to be polite, do you have something to do with this time?"
Xiao Tang Gongzi sat on the guest seat, first entangled for a moment, and then said with a straight face: "Don't hide it from Uncle Han, the little nephew does have something he wants to ask you for help." ” "Oh, what is love," Han Fukun asked lightly.
In his opinion, it was estimated that the son of the county order family had caused some trouble outside, and he was afraid that he would be cleaned up by his own son after he went back, so he specially came to intercede with him, but what he didn't expect was that the words of this little prince Tang in the next moment stunned him.
"Uncle Han, in fact, this is the thing, a friend of mine asked me to do a thing, that is, I want to sell those biogas waste, I hope you can help find a few buyers."
Han Fukun's whole face was distorted, it wasn't that he didn't know what biogas waste was, and he didn't know who that so-called friend was, but the problem was that he really didn't want to sell.
Hesitating, Han Fukun frowned and said to Xiao Tang Gongzi: "That, virtuous nephew, does your father know about this matter?"
"What does Uncle Han think?"
asked Xiao Tang ambiguously.
As the child of an official, generally speaking, he rarely leaves a handle for others, although Xiao Tang Gongzi is not the son of a high-ranking official, but there are still such habits.
And he asked this very cleverly, and Han Fukun couldn't judge whether his immediate boss knew it or not for a while.
If he didn't know about this matter, Han Fukun was somewhat unconvinced, after all, Tang County's family tutor was very strict, and it was estimated that Xiao Tang didn't have the courage to do this kind of thing behind his back.
And if you know about it, it means that Tang Xianling doesn't want to bear this disaster, after all, selling is too embarrassing to say, and it is not what a scholar should do at all.
Besides, selling, what is the difference between this and the white wolf with empty gloves, in Han Fukun's opinion, this is Li Muyun making money in disguise.
Therefore, Tang County Ling should not want to wade into this troubled water, so he asked his youngest son to come forward to deal with this matter.
Thinking of this, Han Fukun couldn't help but sigh secretly that the official was crushing people to death, even though he was reluctant in his heart, he finally nodded and said: "In this case, Han will do his best to operate this matter." ” "Thank you, Uncle Han."
Little Tang Gongzi put on a big smile and got up to say goodbye, but when he walked to the door, he turned around and said half-truthfully: "But Uncle Han, it's best not to let my father know about this matter, otherwise I'm afraid that the little nephew's ass won't be saved." ” Han Fukun only thought that he was clearing up the relationship between Tang County's order and this matter, and at the moment he forcibly endured the unhappiness in his heart, and responded with a smile: "Hehe, don't worry, nephew, your Uncle Han is doing things, you can rest assured, this matter will definitely not have anything to do with Tang Fujun." ”: